Before long, Zhao Sheng and Feng Shuchen, dressed in black, appeared in Yun's residence.

Along the way, Zhao Sheng always observed all kinds of passers-by on both sides of the street intentionally or unintentionally. From these clues and a few words, I try to understand the recent situation of Feihuang city.

As Zhao Sheng expected, what passers-by talked about was who added children and who married a girl today.

On a little thought, this is not surprising. The status of the three families in Feihuang city does not need to be repeated, but it is a high existence after all. In the life of ordinary people, it is only when bragging after dinner that it is possible to talk about the three families.

"Master, they are waiting in that room," Zhao Yaojing said directly when he saw Zhao Sheng coming at the door of Yun's residence.

Looking at Zhao Yaojing who had been guarding the door, Zhao Sheng frowned.

It's not because he did something wrong, but Zhao Sheng is beginning to get tangled. After the matter of Feihuang city is completely handled, should he leave and return to Kong Xiucheng.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhao Yaojing keenly noticed that Zhao Sheng's expression was wrong, and soon transmitted this idea to Zhao Sheng in his mind.

Many things can be thought of in advance. He has strong strength, works hard and can do many things that Zhao Sheng can't do. The most important thing is never to say any more words.

Since the original crisis, Zhao Yaojing has been accepted by Zhao Sheng. With the pure blood of the demon ancestor, Zhao Yaojing must have a high position in the demon family. He just continues to exist behind the scenes in Kong Xiu city.

Until he took Yunyi from daoqingmen holy land to FEIHUANG City, Zhao Sheng brought Zhao Yaojing to his side for the first time. In a short time, Zhao Yaojing's ability has made Zhao Sheng some don't want to let it go back to Kong Xiucheng.

"I'm fine." replied Zhao Sheng, smiling at Zhao Yaojing, and made the final decision in his heart.

At the beginning, Zhao Sheng didn't take Zhao Yaojing, who was much higher than his accomplishments, with him. In addition to considering that he didn't want to give up Kong Xiucheng, which had been operating for a long time, it was more out of the fact that he didn't want to let himself have a sense of dependence.

Only when we are under constant crisis and pressure can we burst out greater potential.

Always take Zhao Yaojing with him. In the boundless King Dynasty, which is not very big compared with the whole human force, Zhao Sheng can almost walk sideways.

If so, the crisis? Absolutely, or not. If there is a state of disaster, how can we burst out of potential?

With theout thinking more, Zhao Sheng pushed open door of the room Zhao Yaojing pointed to.

"Younger martial brother." "master." the people in the room called quickly when they saw Zhao Sheng arrive.

Otherwise, why do so many people yearn for rights? Not to mention how much money you get, this feeling of being respected and respected is enough to attract people.

"Well, sit down. Follow me. You don't need to be so polite. It's more practical for you to do what you should do well than anything else."

Yunyi has been with Zhao Sheng for a long time. Naturally, he knows Zhao Sheng's temperament very well. But the seven slaves are different. They are still in the same mode as Yunze. This sudden change can't help but get used to it.

"Er... If you don't sit, I'll stand." Zhao Sheng, who had pulled a chair from his side and was ready to sit down, was about to sit down, but suddenly saw that seven slaves were looking at me and you. He didn't know what to do.

"Sit, let's sit." hearing Zhao Sheng say so, one of the few people, a slightly thin man, took the initiative to say.

Not only the boundless Dynasty, but all forces in human territory are distinguished from each other, and the social strata are very clearly divided.

"Hmm..." humming his nose, Zhao Sheng, who looked like a dandy disciple, dragged a long voice and hum with satisfaction.

"Younger martial brother, just say what you want to do. No matter what it is, I will support you." Yunyi goes to Zhao Sheng and encourages Zhao Sheng.

Smiling and nodding, Zhao Sheng looked at the seven slaves.

The accomplishments of these seven people are not so profound. Six people are congenital accomplishments. Only one person has the accomplishments of the golden elixir realm, but Zhao Sheng is not worried about this.

What really worries Zhao Sheng is whether they can successfully forge the normal appearance of the three families after they are scattered to the three families.

"What I want to say next, you must not let anyone or creatures outside today know." Zhao Sheng looked positive, organized the language to be spoken, and then blocked all the gaps in the room with aura.

Drive carefully for ten thousand years. Even if it is unlikely that someone will come to the cloud family residence, what if the servants in the cloud family industry suddenly come back?

"What I want to say, maybe you have more or less in mind. Later, senior sister, you and I will take out the treasures accumulated by your cloud family first. Then, I will divide you six into three groups and garrison the three families respectively."

"Gudong..." "Gudong..." "Gudong..." the voices of the seven slaves swallowing and spitting sounded one after another.

They did have some speculation about this, but when it really came out of Zhao Sheng's mouth, they couldn't help being shocked.

Not long ago, they were just servants of the cloud family who were in a low position and were about to die. But now, it is given such a great responsibility.

Garrisoning the three families sounds simple, but they all know what it actually means.

Even if there is only an empty shell left in these three families, as long as they do well enough, they can definitely establish a new big family soon.

But inevitably, their psychology is still a little worried.

"Don't worry, as long as you try your best." Zhao Sheng was relieved to see the seven people nervous.

"Master, don't worry, we will try our best not to disappoint you!" the same slave, with a light in his eyes, said to Zhao Sheng with a fist.

"Yes, master!" with the leader, the other six slaves, who were very nervous before, recovered a little and echoed in some state.

Holding his arms in front of his chest and touching his chin with his hands, Zhao Sheng looked at the slave who was talking at the head of the array. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The gaze lasted for five full breaths. Just when the servant was about to lower his head, Zhao Sheng spoke.

"From today on, your name is Zhao Yi."